Chapter IX — Beneath the Red Light
Beneath Marvalis, there was no rain. There was only the quiet dripping of water into channels, so steady that after…
Chronicles of Ardanor
Beneath Marvalis, there was no rain. There was only the quiet dripping of water into channels, so steady that after…
The way across the rooftops was not a road people willingly took. Rain turned tiles to glass, wind made every…
Falcon Alley was narrow enough for two people to pass without looking at one another. The houses stood close together,…
The journey back to the house beneath Marvalis was quieter than the journey out. Not because the city had grown…
When Serenya awoke, it was not morning that called to her, but the absence of day. The house beneath Marvalis…
The tunnel did not run straight. It twisted as though afraid of being discovered. At times it was so low…
Serenya stood before the door as though the wood marked a boundary between two worlds. Behind her lay the room…
Serenya did not drink much. She had never been one of those who lost themselves in laughter until morning spat…
Marvalis never sleeps. Not truly. When the rain comes, it does not come as a gentle plea, but as a…